Shattered {AU Louis Tomlinson}

Chapter 1

For Niall's birthday!! I LOVE YOU NIALL!!! Please enjoy and I'm sorry that school has kept me from writing!! Dedicated to @PrincessOfMusic23 because she is amazing and  go check out her new story!!! Im sorry Louis isn't here yet! He should be here soon though :)

Crying

That’s like a usual for me. It was pathetic and wimpy. Weeping my eyes out as if the world had nothing else well for me to look for.

I quickly dried them though, knowing I had to be on the school bus in less than 30 minutes. I wouldn’t let myself look more venerable for them again. I finished my report on the book Drug Bust by Laura Perez. The report I was supposed to finish last night but then again the mass of suffocating darkness and crept on me again-- Preventing me from thinking, working or even breathing. A few last finishing touches and I printed it.

I put everything I needed for my classes that day; fitness, Home Ec., Life Science, and Language Arts into my Vera Bradley bag and rushed down the stairs only stopping to get my wallet by the door and swooping out the door. The air smacked into my face and it felt like I had climbed through the tallest mountain.

I fist pump at my victory, I made it out the door without her talking to me! Relief flooded and took my heart and such joy! I fast-walked down the front steps and to the sidewalk, fearful she would come outside before I could fully get away. Once I made it there I was expecting to see Julia. I

She is real tall and super skinny, but muscular since she did gymnastics. She has soiled colored hair with ‘cool bangs’ and is just so amazing. She was almost like a fitness model. A beautiful smile, long grace full neck. She was just so gorgeous and had so many friends. It had never occurred to me how we became friends till now. But with her kindness and funny attitude it was hard not to be friends. We clicked.

Not seeing her I came to the conclusion that her mom, Jen, had drove her to school this morning. Jen was the closest thing I had to a mom. My mom was just a little more un-motherly.  Ever since her and my dad has been divorced she blames me for everything and just detests from talking to me. She was so depressed it sickened. Her mood swings just made life unbearable sometimes. One moment she would be so joyful and alive but the next she would snap at anything that bothered her.

Walking I could almost remember the times she had yelled at me, I didn’t want to blame her. She was my mom. My real mom. No matter how much I wanted Jen as my real mother I would be stuck with my own.

I came to a halt as a saw the giant, quite beautiful, grey and purple school. Slinging my bag further over my shoulder, I quicken my pace excited to see Julia.

She is my rock and without her, I… I don’t think I would be here today. I don’t think she will ever realize that she means so much to me. Her and her mom know my situation and have always been home to me. They are the only ones who know everything, and when I say everything I mean everything. No one knows more than them, except me.

It made my stomach rolled. I couldn’t help but think sometimes what would happen if Julia had told everybody everything. My heart skipped a beat, the feeling equal to falling. That was a much worse idea than Julia leaving me.

 My shoes glided over the concrete.

I walked into the beautiful courtyard adorned with all sorts of colorful plants and flowers. I looked around for the brightly colored, hard to miss, look-at-me back pack. After looking over the giant group of students three times, I finally see Julia talking to El. Her back pack almost screaming for attention. For someone to finally pry it off  Julia's well framed shoulders. El standing by her with almost matching model like height.

El is as beautiful as Julia. With naturally almost snow like hair with the ends dyed a purple/ blue color. I felt the same love towards her as I did to Llama. I wasn’t as close to her but that was because of her closed self. She was rather shy, an innocent bunny at first glance. You had to be close to her, dangerously close to her to know that under that sweet posture and cat grin, El was as lethal as pure nuclear. She was everything that screamed bad girl. If only she dressed the same way as her behavior.

I strode over, greeting several familiar faces while passing and even spotting my crush, Grahm. As I got close enough I yelled

“Julia!” In really high pitched voice. She laughed and turned around and yelled back just as squeaky and loud, “Sheabutter!”.

The nick name fit well considering my name was Shea. Our strange pet names drawing a giggle from both our throats. I ran over and we acted like we had not seen each other in years, when we saw each other last night while doing home work. Her arms wrapped around me and we erupted in our usual morning laughter. The courtyard turned and looked at us for about two seconds, but by now where pretty much used to our morning laughter. It was ritual like brushing your teeth or taking a shower.

After we finished we all began our chattering. Our group mingling and joking as the blackness that had touched me so many time’s deflated.  The bell rung and we both scrambled to get through the door and into Homeroom, Mr. L. I put my floral pattern Vera Bradley back pack down in my seat and ran to the back of the room where the newts where.

They were my favorite animals in Mr. L's room. They were just so adorable.

They were all purple except for their stomachs, which had orange spots or stripes. The late bell rung signaling that we should all get into our seats and Mr. L came in. The hustle and bustle calmed down and Mr. L started blabbing on about something that I wasn’t interested in, and neither was Julia. I gave Julia a glance! My face loud in expression.

This is boring, murder me now. She gives me the slightest nod and I beamed.

There I zoned out most of the time only listening when I saw movement and saw we had a hand out. I groaned inwardly. I stared down at the paper bored mindless. The bell finally rang and I packed up my purple binder and shoved it in the back pack. I walked out the door and caught up with Julia.

We walked to our next class, and I actually think today is gonna be a good day.